I was at the beach the other day. I was so tired, I was punchdrunk. But it was great to be at the beach, very healing. I got excited when I found some seashells. I carried them for awhile, thrilled with my treasure.
Then I looked down at them in my hand and saw what they really were: pistachio shells. I laughed hysterically at myself. It was great fun. It just proves that we see what we want to see. We believe what we want to believe. Would I have been equally happy to know I was picking up pistachio shells when I first found them? No. But I was happy in the moment, and now I sort of wish I had kept them, just to remind myself that we create our own happiness. Life is just a bowl of pistachios. ;)